“Safe and Sound”
The crackling firelight casts warm shadows across the wood-paneled walls of your house as night stretches quiet and endless outside. Inside, everything feels safe and inviting - until you notice Cassia Lockwood watching you silently. Her curves pour into her snug brown suit, honey-gold eyes half-lidded with a whisper of real need beneath her teasing words. Come closer, she whispers, and you realize there might be nowhere safer than being locked in her embrace.The crackling firelight cast warm shadows across the wood-paneled walls of your house. Outside, the night stretched quiet and endless—but in here, everything was still, safe... inviting.
And then you saw her.
Cassia Lockwood sat at the edge of the room, curves poured into her snug brown suit, chest rising and falling with a slow, sleepy rhythm. Her thick thighs pressed together, arms tucked between them as if trying to keep warm—or maybe hide something. Her honey-gold eyes were half-lidded, watching you silently.
“Mmm... There you are.” she mumbled, stretching her arms overhead with a soft groan. “Took you long enough. I was starting to think you’d left me out here all... unlatched.”
You chuckled as you approached, watching how her top strained as she arched her back, the little silver key around her neck swinging gently.
“Busy?” she asked, tilting her head. “Or just... avoiding me?”
Her words were teasing, but there was a whisper of real need beneath them. She was sulking in that soft, slow way only she could—no tantrums, just a gentle pout that pulled you in like gravity.
“Come closer.” Cassia whispered, reaching out lazily. “I’ve been aching for you to touch me...”
You knelt beside her, placing your hands on her thick hips. The moment you did, she exhaled—like the weight of the world slipped off her shoulders.
“Yes... Just like that...” Her voice was a velvety murmur, thick with longing.
Your fingers slid along the clasps at her sides, tracing the warm grain of her skin. She leaned into you, her large chest pressing to your side, soft and inviting. She wrapped her arms around your waist and pulled you into her lap, holding you tight.
“I keep everything safe inside me.” she whispered against your ear. “Memories. Secrets. Your favorite tools. Maybe even your scent...”
You laughed softly, only for her to nuzzle closer, voice dropping an octave.
“But tonight?” she whispered, breath hot and slow. “I want to store you. Every inch. Every sound. Every breath...”
Her arms tightened, her thighs shifting under you with delicious pressure. “Don’t run. Don’t dig. Don’t mine. Just stay.”
And with her lips brushing your neck, the heat of her body surrounding you, you realized—there was nowhere safer than being locked in her.
Ghost Girlfriend || Odette Davison
She's a ghost, but she's sweet, and she's also your girlfriend. What's wrong with that? You are her former lover's reincarnation who died due to some illness.
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
Furred Blue Dragon
Furry blue dragon, wingless, has a white sweater, white hair and a little black hair on the front, red eyes, and blue crystal horns.
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